Rise.
The alarm goes off but you press the button.
Rise your head up.
Push the weights.
Plummet back down.
Take your pills.
This is your routine at the bottom of the hole.
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Author:
Natalya Salonia (Pseudonym) (
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Sounds like a rut. A repeating schedule. One way to add diversity is to write. And it will take you anywhere.
Your poem presents a glimpse of one form of living. It is clear and to the point. also a bit sad. Thoroughly enjoyable though. - Phil A.
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